bus stand

the place to stand for minutes in a day,
that is very heavy but feels like hay,
and thats the time i always wanna stay,
because this is the game i always wanna play.

not only the bus who would be there,
but someone else watching holding her hair,
my heart beats fast when she gives me a blank stare,
but i cannot able to say that i see u everywhere.


the time moves infinitesimally slow,
my confidence after watching her goes low,
she is like a lovely sweet blow,
but one thing i do not know,
that when will the bulb of our friendship will glow.


i will wait till dusk and dawn end,
i will not leave her without making her my friend,
but still if there will a change of trend,
then i will try my best to hold her and not let it end.


there is no one who can hold my way,
but she also sometime has to stay,
and i am waiting anxiously for that day,
but at present it feels strong like clay.


the only thing we have in common is contact with eye,
no its not normal but intensity is high,
this is the only thing that can change into friendship tie.


i concluded her face as beautiful
her eyes add something to make her merciful,
and i do not want our friendship to be awful.